So a Jewish family has a baby! It's a beautiful baby boy, and they love him very much. The dad wants to know, however, what the little boy will grow up to be like. So he takes the baby to the Rabbi, who says that there's a simple test. On a long table, the Rabbi places a stack of money, a bottle of whiskey, and a Torah. ""If your son crawls to the money, he'll have a good job as a banker, and take care of you and your wife until you're dead and gone. If he goes for the whiskey, he's no good, a drunk, might as well drop him at the orphanage on the way home for all the good he'll do you. Finally, if he picks up the Torah, he'll be a Rabbi like me. A good, honest, man of God."" So the father puts the baby on the table, and the baby picks up the money. ""YAY!"" they cheer, as the baby starts crawling again. Now, the Rabbi looks worried. The baby now picks up the bottle of whiskey with its other hand. ""Oh no"" says the Rabbi. They then watch as the baby crawls again, and also picks up the Torah. ""NO NO NO NO!!!!!!!!!"" the Rabbi cries. ""WHAT IS IT??? What's wrong with my son?!?!"" the father panicks. ""I'm so so sorry, but your son is going to be the worst thing of all!"" says the Rabbi. ""Your son is going to be a Catholic!"" [EDIT: Homonyms suck. You're/your. Could be worse, I could've said ""yore"" ]